As the stories play out here, two tragic deaths in two places, connected in time, and by the reporter reporting on them two ideas become increasingly apparent, Eleanor Word is dead because of where she was, and Lenezzia Clarke is dead because of who she was.
If you or I had been walking the same road at the same time in place of Eleanor we too could be dead. But despite that fact no connection is made by the reporter.
While in no way meaning to imply at all that an 18 year old woman could deserve to be murdered, if you or I had been on the street that night instead of Lenezzia, we would not be dead. For whatever reason she was targeted for death because of her identity, but the story, the narrative, is that “place” is the issue.